This Is Serenity
Something I never realized is that each day I greet the dawn of my day with serenity. Thanks goes out to our parish pastor for pointing out what this normal every day event means in my lifetime.
When I rise out of slumber, I fill my cup of coffee and take it out on the deck. Every morning I reflect on the moon and it's stages as I open my day with my prayers to an all wise God.
Sitting in my chair I continue through my morning novenas to saints that have special meaning to me and ask their help with my understanding and the gift of my religious faith, hope and charity.
In years past, I had my trusty dog, Tipper, at my side and I stood and watched her go about her morning toiletries as I thanked God for another day and plead for his intercession in my activities as I shared in the gifts he had presented me.
So much has changed in my life, my youngest son and oldest step-daughter have left this world and I lament on those losses.
But, I continue to thank him for his many gifts of my children, grandchildren and a home with food to eat. Finally I implore his gifts of courage to change things that need to be changed, serenity to accept the things I can't change and finally the wisdom to know the difference.
Finally, as morning breaks over my new day, I sit and just talk to an all wise Savior and commend to him my inner most feelings. Since I suffered those tragic death in my family, I have been taken up with the final serenity of knowing that this is something that was God's Will and something that I could have asked him to reverse. Being of faith, I also knew it was not my place to ask this and it was something that I needed to accept.
God is Great! God is Good. He is so good that he answers my prayers as I sit there in the solitude of the closing of the night and the opening of the day with normal everyday happenings. A bird sings out it's morning song. The wind tumbles through a neighbor's wind chimes. I have my sign from God that he is listening and THIS IS SERENITY.
© 2012 Laura L Scotty
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